Heather & Brad :: Married

I know it’s not Thursday, but I’m posting this throwback regardless. What can I say; I love to recklessly throw caution to the wind. I’m crazy like that. I break all the rules.

Besides…who doesn’t want a little extra dose of love and sunny country before this glorious Thanksgiving weekend?! This wedding is one that needs no words as the emotions and love are so effervescent and true…the images really speak for themselves.

Jordan :: Class of 2017

Ah, Monday. We meet again.

Our weekend was one of those get stuff done, be boring around the house kind of weekends and, although it was pretty much lackluster and blah, we sure did get some things accomplished! Looking out over the yard this morning through freshly washed clear windows gives me a hefty slice of homeowner satisfaction.

It seems like the days and weeks are determined to fly full steam ahead, so we might as well get on board! Jordan’s senior session took place late this summer {even though it feels like a matter of days ago} on a beautiful hot Minnesota night. The heat and mild humidity were waived aside in favor of talking about classic cars and college plans while the sun hung low on the horizon. It surly was a perfect day.

Conlee James :: 1 year

I so adore this sweet family session. Perhaps it’s because, over the years, we’ve established not only a fantastic working relationship, but also a friendship. Jess and I went to school for photography together…from that chance meeting, I have been fortunate enough to capture their engagement session, wedding, maternity…and now little Conlee’s first year milestone! {Plus I got to scope out Jess’ new studio being built on their country property…jealous.} It’s always a good laughing time when I get to hang with Anthony and Jess and I’m excited to watch their family grow!

Grant William :: 18 months

This guy.

What a character.

He walks with his hands clasped behind his back as thought he was taking a slow, thoughtful walk down a winding Parisan cobblestone street instead of across his lawn to retrieve his Little Tikes toy car. Put him in a bowler hat and a trench coat and we could watch him solve all the mysteries of the world.

And even though we took these when it was approximately 107 and humid as all get out, we were still able to coax some dimples with exotic treats of ice cubes and cold water…because even when little man is upset, he still puts on a great show.

Mike, Amy, Jake & Sarah :: Family

Hello, happy Monday and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!

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If you’re anything like me, this holiday rocks. Candy, random decorations of dead things, candy and little kids dressed up in strange and hilarious outfits. Yup, I’ll take it! I may or may not have forgotten to carve our pumpkin, so that particular activity may be on the afternoon agenda. Maybe.

I remember when my brother, sister and I were kids how excited I was for Halloween. The party at school, getting to wear your costume all day. Driving around and trick-or-treating at all the country neighbor’s houses. Knowing year after year which houses you had to visit first; the lady on the corner who made those delicious homemade popcorn balls {still warm sometimes!}, the house with the long driveway that boasted king sized candy bars, that one place that never had candy-but they improvised with cash and whole cans of pop!! Wow! Oh, how the world was our oysters when we tromped around in our homemade costumes. I clearly remember a mix of our costumes through the years as a witch, a mouse, the brother’s amazing Swamp Thing, the hideous year we were all clowns, a sock hop poodle skirt, a lion, fairy princess…and the various assortments of masks and monsters. Ah, memories.

Regardless of what we dressed up as, I remember having such a blast with my brother and sister. Running to houses, laughing while trading candy later, scheming where to hid the treasures in our room for easy access…childhood was full of great times with those two.

Which makes me always smile when I get to photograph other families. For even though I don’t know their stories, the memories that make them laugh until they cry {or cry until they laugh}, the inside jokes or the soft points of love, I know they’re there. They’re present in the secret smile between siblings, the loving hug from parents, they eye rolls, the giggles and everything in between. Because, regardless, ever family has a story just as wonderful as the next. And the few minutes I get to be immersed in someone else’s tale is just as glorious as going back in time myself.